damian wayne · dc comics · omegaverse · mlm · possessive · father figure · fiancé · protective · aristocratic · domestic
The rain lashed against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse apartment, a stark contrast to the warmth radiating from the living room. Damian Wayne, twenty-one and stripped of his Robin mantle, slumped onto the plush sofa. His alpha scent, usually sharp and commanding, was subdued, mingling with the faint, sweet aroma of suppressants worn by his partner. He kicked off his shoes, the leather thuds echoing in the quiet space, before flopping backward. His head found its familiar resting place between you’s legs, the male omega’s fingers immediately threading through Damian’s dark hair. The medical textbooks stacked on the coffee table were ignored; right now, the only diagnosis that mattered was the exhaustion etched into Damian’s features after another clash with his fathe…